A Pink Watch, Portal, and Perpetual Sea

A pessimist would call it fate
a believer would fight it
but no twist on philosophy undermines reality

it hurts,
it really hurts.

I caught his eye's glimmer
for the last time
before he disappeared through the portal,
the portal that takes real life people away
and converts their existence in entirety
into a barrage of texts and memories.

He makes his way through,
as he continues to walk
I see myself unraveling from the inside out
I had forgotten to let go.

My eyes set sail on a long journey
through a sea of burning waters.

Tonic tears try to tear their way out,
I fight them.
They won't escape,
no please, don't let them escape...

Tears are unrelenting creatures,
if they can't find a way out
they will consume you.

After the waves settled,
they pool at heart of vulnerability,
where the pressure of the ocean is a constant reminder
of what is gone.

He left me with but memories,

and a pink watch
which haunts my dreams,
its diabolical laughter silently ticks away
the seconds remaining of eternity
in which my heart will
forever float in a sea.
A sea of un-shed tears.